Timeless (Ereri/Riren Fic) (DISCONTINUED)

MRS University, Present Day (HC Yaoi)

*MRS University is Fictional, just so you know, also, play the song, I think you'll like it. Or look it up yourself, Little Dragon-Klapp Klapp*

Maria-Rose-Sina. MRS University. Levi Ackerman is a Junior at this prestigious University, making the Dean's list the last two  years of his college career. He feels something is missing, however, from his rather successful life. He has recently joined a mentoring program for kids coming into college. A highschool senior, Eren Yeager, is his case. He has yet to meet with the teen, but unbeknowst to them both, they are about to have a rather impromptu acquaintance.

*Levi's POV*

Well fuck me. How the hell did I let Hanji's dumbass convince me to go to this shitty dorm party? Other than the fact that it is loud as shit and people are drunk as hell, the dorm is now incredibly filthy. Tch. College students are some fucked up bastards. 

"C'mon Levi, loosen up, get a drink!" Hanji laughs, holding a red solo cup (typical) in her hand.

"Shitty glasses, you're drunk. Go home."

"I am home!"

Dammit. She's right of course. This is her damned dorm. I let out an annoyed sound, marching off toward the dorm's stairwell.

As soon as I push the door open, I regret it. There is some couple getting really touchy-feelly inside. Great. My escape route has been blocked by two horny people. Fuck them. I decide to try to escape to the roof instead. 

Ah, this is more like it. Quiet, alone-ness. It's perfect. The song floats through the air, and I can actually enjoy it now, since it's not blarring into my ear. It sounds like Little Dragon's new song, Klapp Klapp. It's a pretty cool group. I wonder who snuck that in the playlist. 

I decide to sit down on the roof when something catches my eye. It looks like two cat eyes staring at me through the darkness, but they are much to bright and wide to be cat eyes.....the hell? I turn and there a person stands, looking just as surprised as I'm sure I do.

"Uh.....Hi?"

It's some brunette brat, sitting on the roof. I stare down at him from his sitting spot, bewildered. 

"Who the hell are you?"

"Who the hell are you?" He shot back, getting a bit defensive. 

"I asked you first, brat."

"So?"

I frowned. The little shit was being difficult. I gave him a once over before I spoke.

"So? Well considering you don't look older than sixteen, and you're on the roof of a dorm party, I'd say I have an upperhand."

He frowned when I mentioned that he didn't look like a college student, and I immediately knew what he was about to say.

"Well for someone so short, I don't think you have a right to talk. I bet that if I stood up, your upperhand would be considerably lower than mine." He said, sneering.

That little fucker. 

I glared at him, fighting the urge to kick him in the face. I can't help hat my genes are shitty and I ended up being vertically challenged.

"Listen you little shit, don't go after my height. I can kick your ass if I wanted to. So just tell me your damn name, you fuckwad brat."

The kid grinned, and something in me snapped. His grin just begged for me to kick his ass, okay? Without warning, I kicked his side, pinning him down and beating the shit out of him. Well, not really. I only punched him in the stomach a few times. And it wasn't even that hard.